(Isabella’s POV)
"What the f**k, Alessandro? Why did you do that?" I asked, my voice dangerously calm, a stark contrast to the raging inferno inside me, and the unfinished orgasm had left me with an aching need that left my legs almost too weak to hold me up. I was frustrated, annoyed, and deeply vengeful because he had stripped me of my pleasure as a lesson, and in doing so, had unleashed a part of me I didn’t know existed. The smug, infuriatingly handsome smile on his lips only worsened the throbbing heat between my legs, and I wanted him in more ways than one, but most importantly, I wanted him immediately and on my terms.
"What did I say, mia regina?" he whispered, his molten gold eyes flickering between mine, and his voice was low, smooth, and utterly infuriating. "I don’t like it w
